After the rebirth, the master was forced to collapse

80 years ago.

The demon clan was hit hard, and the position of the demon venerable was robbed by all parties, but the world of cultivating immortals ushered in an unprecedented peace for hundreds of years.

Although Liao Chi is a holy son of Buddhism, he is not required to stay in Buddhism all day long. For him, it is easy to be born, but it is difficult to truly enter the world.

Therefore, he asked himself to leave the Buddhist sect to travel again, and none of the elders in the sect objected.

It was at this time that he saw the girl he loved.

It was in a small mountain village where few people practiced immortality, the mountain flowers were in full bloom, and the sound of reading came from the school at the entrance of the village.

There was a heavy rain a few days ago, and the air was filled with the smell of mud, flowers and plants. At the entrance of the village, there was a small river meandering slowly through the willow forest. It was beautiful, and it was the bridge over the river. It seems to have been washed away by a torrential rain.

He reckoned that the river was not that deep, and was just about to lift up the hem of his clothes and walk across the river when he heard a soft female voice with some hesitation calling him: "That... little master, the village chief will call someone later Come to fix it, this Tianhe River is cool..."

He raised his eyes subconsciously, but saw that girl standing among the pink and white camellias, as if she was amazed by his monk's face, a little blush appeared in her ears, and her voice became smaller and smaller .

Not only was she shy, she was also obviously a little afraid to face him.

Liao Chi looked at her carefully for a while, and understood that although this girl's cultivation base is not high, she is a real demon cultivator.

The demons have only gone through that battle, now? Now that the demon cultivators see how far away their normal cultivators are, not to mention that he is still a Buddhist disciple? This girl is good, Ming? Ming? You don't look like that, but you want to get close to him.

The girl pursed her lips, boldly? Continued: "If you don't want to wait, little master, you can go around. The bridge over the willow forest is well built, and you can pass people."

This girl is kind of stupid.

Said infatuatedly.

Seeing her frightened appearance, she may not know that he is a Buddhist cultivator, obviously? Knowing that the river water is frozen, he is naked? It won't hurt to lie on it, but he dared to run to him without his life. Face? Come to dissuade him.

Thinking about it, the corners of Liao Chi's lips rose slightly, and he replied in a gentle voice: "No need."

Maybe it was his attitude that gave the girl a sense of security. She hesitated for a while, but she didn't even turn her head away, just staring at Liao Chi across the river.

She seemed to have plucked up the courage for herself in her heart before she spoke, her voice was surprisingly small, if it weren't for Liao Chi who is a Buddhist practitioner, she might not be able to hear her voice clearly: "Little Master... I want to ask one time."

After she said it, her eyes were as clear as the clear water in a river, and her eyes were filled with sadness: "Are you... a Buddhist cultivator?"

I found it funny in my heart, but on the surface, I still couldn't lose the image of a "monk". He replied softly: "Yes."

The girl was so frightened that she trembled, and when she spoke again, her voice was almost crying: "So... are you here to accept me?"

There is no need to be so conscious.

wishful thinking.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be a serious monk: "No, the monk is just passing by."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, and then felt a little embarrassed: "Thank you."

She was still about to speak, when she heard the voice of an old man from the other side of the village: "Xiaoxi girl, it's time for your class."

The girl was stunned for a moment, a slight embarrassment appeared on her face, and she quickly replied: "Come on."

Then, before he had time to look at Liao Chi on the other side of the river, he hurriedly ran to the school with the hem of his skirt.

Reckless.

The smile in Liao Chi's eyes became a little stronger.

Later he found out that the girl's name was Chen Yunxi, she was not from the village, but she had been teaching in the village school for several years.

Because her parents are demon cultivators, she was born with demonic energy, and it was only natural for her to become a demon cultivator later on.

The girl once sat on the stone bag at the entrance of the village, and asked him sullenly: "Little master, as long as it is a demon, must it be a bad person?"

He smiled and shook his head: "No."

There was a trace of pure confusion in the girl's eyes, and the frustration in her tone became a little stronger: "But why do they want to kill me as soon as I go out..."

Her voice was getting lower and she was about to comfort her, just heard? The girl's voice raised again.

She waved her hands graciously, with a bright smile on her face: "Forget it, then I won't go out. Teaching in this village is also a very—very good thing?"

She is innocent and kind, just like the white camellias in full bloom at the entrance of the village when they first met. Liao Chi felt that it seemed natural for him to move his heart for this person.

He wanted to return to secular life for her and take her through all the prosperity of the world. They could save lives and heal the wounded. If they were tired after a hundred years, they could also return to this small mountain village and teach for a lifetime.

So, he brought the girl back to Buddhism.

After all, Chen Yunxi was a demon cultivator, and she couldn't stand the Buddha's light, so she was placed at the foot of the mountain when she became an idiot.

Before he left, he gently rubbed her head and said that he would wait for me to return to vulgarity, but he didn't expect that the girl could no longer open her eyes when I saw her again.

If he wants to return to the vulgar, it is naturally a big event in Buddhism. The holy son of Buddhism? If you don't do it, you don't look good?

The elders locked him in the tower and made him face the wall to think about his mistakes. He didn't think it was a big deal. He lived in the tower for half a year.

The elders of the Discipline Hall came to ask him every morning: "Have you ever repented?"

He fiddled with the beads one by one, and replied softly: "I don't regret it."

Finally, half a year later, he received the good news that the Buddhist elders could not resist him, and prepared to obey his wishes and let him go down the mountain.

But before going down the mountain, there is one more thing? He was asked to do it. There was something evil in the neighboring town, and he was sent to solve it? The elders found his girl.

They told his girl that he ruined his future because of her, that he was born as a Buddha bone, and that if he didn't become a Buddhist, there would be no place for her in this world.

And all of this was caused by the girl who had devoted herself to teaching in the village for many years and had no heart for the city.

Chen Yunxi was pure-minded, felt guilty and wanted to leave the Buddhist gate behind his back, but how many cultivators in the Buddhist realm would let her go when they saw such a blatant demon cultivator who dared to come out?

She couldn't win, couldn't run away, and she didn't know how desperate she was, but she was still dying, afraid that he would choose to commit suicide because of her disappointment in the cultivation world.

When he came back, he happened to witness the scene of his girl cutting herself, at that moment——

He became a demon at one thought.

"That was in the Buddhist realm. The elders of the Buddhist sect clearly knew her situation, but they still let her have no choice but to commit suicide in the end."

"From the moment I saw her dead body, I felt that the Buddha in my heart was not as fair and bright as I always thought."

Liao Chi lowered his eyes, lightly touched the white stones on the chessboard with his fingertips, and retracted them in the next instant.

"Jiang Mu, I know what you want to say. After so many years, I actually... can't hold on any longer."

His expression was indifferent, and when it came to death, he didn't have any feelings. "The matter of choosing the saint? I want to use the ancient formation to rescue her. I know it's an evil formation."

"My Buddha is bright? It has been upright for millions of years, and it can even attack an innocent girl. Then I hurt so many innocent girls in order to save her. That seems understandable, right?"

Jiang Mu opened his lips, but couldn't say a word.

She smiled self-consciously: "In this way, it seems that she has become my way."

"Jiang Mu, you don't have to be in trouble. I'm lucky enough to find that I'm still clear-headed and know that saving her is already a fantasy. It doesn't matter. I'd better go with her. Maybe in the next life, we Can I have the honor to see you again?"

Jiang Mu pursed his lips, and said this time: "I... Rinjian's soul lamp is still there, you can—"

Liao Chi shook his head and laughed a few times and interrupted him: "Amu, you forgot, she didn't leave any blood."

"Speaking of it," his expression became a little more dazed, and his voice became softer: "I really envy that kid?"

After finishing speaking, he returned to his previous calm appearance: "You don't need to have other thoughts in your heart. I have a lot of people's blood on my hands. I feel dirty and I am tired of it. But in the end, I still hold on to that bit of fantasy in my heart."

He smiled, stood up and straightened his sleeves: "Now? Seeing you... how should I put it, I'm actually quite jealous."

He sighed? "But forget it."

"You don't have to worry about me committing suicide. Right now, there are really few people who can kill me, including myself," he pressed the rosary hanging around his neck, "I put myself... Have you made yourself into this inhuman appearance? If I go straight down, I'm afraid I'll scare her."

"I will clarify this matter myself in front of the people of Changliang. It is a fact that I killed so many people. I will make amends and go down to see her."

After finishing speaking, he went downstairs by himself: "It's a pleasure to see you again." Then he turned his eyes to Jiang Mu and smiled, and threw the rosary on his neck to him. Told him: "I'll give you something as a thought."

It took a while for Jiang Mu to come back to his senses. Looking at the surrounding environment again, it had turned into the same dilapidated appearance as the outside again.

He didn't know what Liao Chi was going to do, but he knew very clearly in his heart that he might never see this person again in his lifetime.

The wooden planks in this pagoda seemed to be old for a long time, and there would be a creaking sound when stepped on lightly. He walked slowly outside the pagoda and looked down at the old man in white monk robes from top to bottom.

He watched the man snap his fingers indifferently, and then, the devilish energy from all over Changliang chased him and poured into his body.

He continued walking unhurriedly, as if he didn't feel the pain caused by the influx of demon energy at all.

Jiang Mu pursed his lips, cupped his hands and saluted his back, as if it was a farewell to his old friend.

The author has something to say: Don't clean up, this is the reason for the insanity to kill people, but it is definitely not a reason to excuse him.

Killing people will be punished accordingly, he will atone for his sins, go through the pain, and then commit suicide